"CHRISTINE GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" My dad called to me from downstairs. I put my favorite book called The Outsiders down on my bed and ran downstairs "Yes dad?" I asked him politely even though I wanted to smack him. "YOUR ALWAYS IN YOUR ROOM READING THAT BOOK." He slurred, clearly drunk. "I'm sorry dad" I told him. "GET OUTTA MY FACE KID" He yelled at me. I jumped up and ran out of the house down the street. I slowed down to start walking. As I was walking I saw a dandelion, I plucked it from the ground and made a wish. "I wish I could go back to 1965 in Tulsa, Oklahoma." I then blew the dandelion all the way out. "My wish should come true then." I laughed. I then turned back around and walked home. When I walked through the front door my dad was asleep on the couch. I sighed and then walked upstairs. I put my book on my nightstand and lied on my bed. I drifted off to sleep, only hoping i'll be in Tulsa in the morning.
